Dedication

A friend messaged me last night and asked if I were in Singapore. I told him I am, and was sorry I wasn't able to give a heads up. But he said it was okay and asked how come it's sudden. It was actually planned few months back, and although initially thought of being a surprise, trashed the idea and eventually told the truth. "You flew over just for her?"(not in verbatim, but yeah, that's what he asked) and I said she was half the reason. "What dedication!" He says. That sort of caught me off guard. I didn't know that's how other people view what I did. Some asked what I was going to do here when there's no event, and I said I wanted to go around. How long was I going to stay here, two days and one night. What else are you going to do there, and I said, photoshoot. The latter seemed to be the reason for them to jokingly say,"Oh, aruki must be too bored; flying over just to have a shoot and then fly back." I guess I can be crazy sometimes. But it's fun. And worth it. So now before I grab a bite of my breakfast at the hostel I'm staying at, I'll keep replaying yesterday's event with the highlight on the post-dinner. I had too many feels there, and pretty grateful it was dark out. It was then when I felt content and scared at the same time, awkward and happy. I didn't want to let go if not for the people staring. Geez. (Not making too much sense this time of the morning; lack of sleep and too much feels.) Okay, grabbing sandwich now.